Noelle
You've got to be friggin' kidding me!
It's bad enough that I fell through an antique mirror and ended up in the enchanted forest of the Other. I thought I'd seen it all after being chased by giant scorpions, getting shot at by a mysterious archer, and being hit on by a horny satyr.
Yeah, right.
Thank the stars that I had Hunter, the gorgeous huntsman who's been at my side since I landed here. Without him, I would've been scorpion chow within minutes. Kind and strong and a pleasure to look at when he isn't wearing his hooded cloak, trying like hell to get back home to my condo (and my cat) wasn't so bad as long as I had Hunter.
Then I met Alex, the mysterious archer I mentioned, and he dropped the bomb on me: he's my brother.
Even worse?
Hunter's been lying to me all along. He's not helping me go home. He can't. No one can.
Apparently we're stuck in some stupid story. The magic of the Other? It brings people to this weirdo world to relive ancient Greek myths over and over again and I can't leave until the story is complete.
One problem.
No one will tell me how the myth of Artemis and Orion ends.
